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Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 21 - 20 Miao Laidi
Chapter 21: Chapter 20 Miao Laidi
After the work gong sounded in the afternoon, the Educated Youth Corps quickly fell silent again.
Lin Nianhe sat by the window, holding a set of high school exam questions and fell into deep thought.
The difficulty of the high school exam questions was just right for high school students, but obviously too challenging for university students.
Lin Nianhe couldn't help but feel a strong sense of pride.
She once could solve such difficult problems!
She was so amazing...
After generously praising herself, Lin Nianhe took out a junior high math textbook.
Don't ask, the answer is the law of conservation of energy, she returned all her knowledge to her teachers as she stepped out of the high school gate to nurture the next generation.
Fortunately, even though the knowledge was gone, her brain was still there.
In two hours, she had reawakened her mathematical memory and was about to practice with a middle school math exam paper when she vaguely heard the sound of footsteps approaching from afar.
With a sweep of her hand, the textbook on the table was tucked into her space, and she casually picked up a newspaper, pretending to read it while shaking her leg.
The footsteps grew nearer, sounding somewhat dragging, very weak.
"Um... Educated Youth Lin..."
Miao Yulan's weak voice arose by the window.
Lin Nianhe looked up as though she had just noticed her, putting down the newspaper: "What's the matter?"
Miao Yulan had just woken up, her fever had subsided and although she was still pale, there was a hint of vitality on her face now.
She licked her chapped lips and said softly, "I'm sorry about yesterday."
Lin Nianhe tugged at the corner of her mouth: "It's nothing."
"And the medicine... Thank you," Miao Yulan said uneasily as she looked at Lin Nianhe.
Perhaps the high fever had evaporated some of the water in her brain; Miao Yulan seemed much more normal at this moment.
Lin Nianhe shook her head lightly: "It's nothing."
She didn't want to meddle, she just wanted to focus on practicing problems.
But Miao Yulan didn't seem to have the intention to leave, standing outside the window, she fiddled with her fingers and asked, "Can you talk with me for a bit?"
Seeing her miserable state, Lin Nianhe couldn't help but suppress her desire to practice and nodded: "Okay, let's go to your place."
"Alright."
Miao Yulan nodded, leading Lin Nianhe toward the front courtyard, staggering with every third step.
Miao Yulan sat on the kang somewhat awkwardly and after a long silence, just as Lin Nianhe was nearly dozing off, she finally spoke, "Educated Youth Lin, do you look down on me?"
Lin Nianhe yawned and replied: "No."
Her response seemed to perplex Miao Yulan, who stared at her, eyes starting to redden again.
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"I haven't really paid attention to you, so it's not a matter of looking down on you."
Miao Yulan: "..."
The sentiment she had been brewing suddenly dissipated.
Lin Nianhe, sitting in the wobbly chair with her legs up, continued, "I don't like to get involved in other people's business, nor do I like to gossip, but if you want to talk, I can listen."
Miao Yulan opened her mouth, still unable to suppress the bitterness in her heart, and began to tell her story in a low voice.
She was originally named Miao Laidi.
After her brother was born, the elders secretly told Mrs. Miao that her brother lacked the 'wood' element, fearing that her son's life would face obstacles. Therefore, the names of several sisters were changed to include flowers and plants.
Just like all girls with the character 'Di' in their names, Miao Yulan and her sisters were taught from a young age to dedicate everything to their brother.
The best food was his, as were the cotton materials made into clothes for him; education was the same... If it weren't for the neighborhood office's insistence, Miao Yulan would never have gotten the chance to go to school.
"Educated Youth Lin, I'm different from you. I wouldn't have been born if my mom hadn't wanted a son," Miao Yulan said, her eyes swollen and red, her gaze at Lin Nianhe especially hollow. "My mom said that my life was granted to me by my brother."
Lin Nianhe saw the lives of many girls reflected in her.
Countless "Miao Laidis" had their lives ruined by ignorant parents.
They would take this mindset into marriage and childbirth, continuing the tragedy, raising more "Miao Laidis"...
Lin Nianhe watched as a layer of wariness added to Miao Yulan's eyes: "You're not still thinking about borrowing money for your brother's dowry, are you?"
Miao Yulan hurriedly shook her head and said, "I won't borrow it, I can't pay it back... Did you know? Before today, I've never tasted millet porridge."
"When I went down to the countryside, my mom gave me five yuan."
"Five yuan... That's the most money I've ever had in my life."
"Educated Youth Lin, why is there such a huge gap between children of the same family? Just because I am a girl and can't carry on the family line? But I can still send them food and care for them in their old age."
Lin Nianhe smoothed her neck.
She felt a little suffocated.
Miao Yulan slowly leaned her head against the wall, her eyes drooping as she looked at her own hands.
"When my brother was a child, he wouldn't breastfeed, so the four of us sisters drank rice soup to save food and switch it for wheat-based milk powder for him. After my eldest sister got married, she stole food to take home and was beaten by her mother-in-law, breaking one leg, and because she couldn't steal anymore... my mom also broke her other leg."
"Actually, I don't want to be this hungry either, but if I don't give it, my mom will beat me to death..."
Lin Nianhe finally understood the fear she had once felt from Miao Yulan.
It was an instinctive reaction forged from being beaten by her own mother since she was little.
She was about to speak when she heard a roar like firecrackers behind her:
"I'd like to see who dares to hit you! They've turned the world upside down!"
Lin Nianhe shuddered with fright and turned around to see a thin aunt briskly striding over, with a formidable presence.
This aunt had thick eyebrows, big eyes, well-defined jawlines, a high nose bridge, and neatly short hair; at first glance, she was clearly someone not to be trifled with.
Lin Nianhe licked her lips.
From what she just heard, the aunt shouldn't be here to cause trouble.
The aunt strode in, made her way tempestuously to Miao Yulan, stood with hands on hips and poked Miao Yulan right in the forehead.
"Such a useless character, you won't accomplish anything; you deserve to be bullied to death by your mom! Other than leaking like a sieve, what else can you do?"
"I've told you ten thousand times, if you're in trouble, seek help from the organization! Is that mouth of yours just for show, unable to speak up?"
"All day it's 'your mom this, your mom that'; if your mom is so amazing, why doesn't she come to Ten Miles Team? I'd flatten her skull!"
With each reprimand, the aunt poked Miao Yulan's forehead with her finger.
That exasperation spoken with a mix of frustration and care, it was just like an elder watching over their own.
While Lin Nianhe was wondering who this remarkable aunt could be, the aunt suddenly turned around, and their gazes unexpectedly met.
Lin Nianhe felt a tingling on her scalp and involuntarily took a step back.
The aunt looked at her and demanded, "Was it your wall that Zhao Zhuangshi climbed over last night?"
Lin Nianhe: "It was... I guess?"
"Either it was or it wasn't, what's with the hesitation?" the aunt rolled her eyes and tilted her chin at Lin Nianhe, "I'll tell you, take a break for at least three days, let that little bastard learn his lesson!"
Lin Nianhe: "Okay."
Having said this, the aunt didn't plan to let Lin Nianhe off the hook and asked, "Was what I just said correct?"
Lin Nianhe decisively clapped: "Auntie, you're absolutely right, you scolded well, your consciousness is really high!"
Miao Yulan: "..."
Actually, she had always thought Educated Youth Lin was quite arrogant.